There are two kinds of heads-up, one-to-one, called heads-up, and most people to one, also called heads-up. During this time period of the Three Kingdoms, there have been many heads-up events, Lu Bu fought Sanying, Guan Yu passed five levels, and Zhao Yunqi entered Changbanpo, these are all battles of one person against most people, and the peak battles of heads-up.

Yun Ting is not these demons now, and he can't be like them, just a hundred people, a thousand people, these guards who are like ants among the famous generals, in front of Yun Ting, that is the high mountain, the mountain formed by thirteen people. In the game, fighting is also a kind of technical thing, limited by many conditions, such as Lu Bu's unparalleled domineering, and the name of the invincible god of war, just that momentum, and reputation, can make a military general tremble, and the strength can only play six or seven out of ten, and when it comes to the real battle, only one is picked under the horse and died in ruin.

Yun Ting does not have Lu Bu's arrogant and domineering murderous aura, nor does he have the reputation of being undefeated in a hundred battles, nor does he have Guan Yu's strange and irreversible sword skills, nor does he have Zhao Yun's unpredictable spear skills. What's more, Yun Ting doesn't even have a weapon in his hand now.

"Your Excellency." In one room, four maids spoke softly, but their hands did not stop, kneading and massaging the limbs of a middle-aged man.

"If that man is still alive, you will bring him to me." The middle-aged man opened his hazy eyes, and a sharp sound like a duck came out of his throat.

"Yes." There was an answer outside the door, and the middle-aged man closed his eyes again, comfortably enjoying the physical pleasure brought to him.

Yun Ting's momentum was constantly rising, and the thirteen guards who were slowly approaching just gave time to give Yun Ting a chance, enough time to raise his spirit and spirit to the peak state. The bones of the whole body made a crackling sound like fried beans, Yun Ting's eyes were condensed, his whole body was extremely happy, there was a breath of qi swimming in his chest, and the explosive power filled the limbs and five bones, making people not vomit or be unhappy, not fighting, and there was a violent blood spreading!

"The player enters a fighting state, and his physical fitness rises, and he lasts three hits or ten minutes. After three hits (10 minutes), the Fight status disappears and the player returns to a normal state, or is weak. ”

One breath, then decline, three and exhaustion, the cloud did not gather momentum any longer, and his eyes burst out with two scorching rays of light, and he stepped forward heavily.

Boom, the thirteen guards all felt that their hearts couldn't help but tremble, and when they thought about it, they were stunned for a moment, and their speed slowed down.

This is the first to seize people, just like Guan Yu, the reason why he can kill Yan Liangwen and Chou is because of a fast word, a fast word, and a heavy word. When the enemy is still confused, or even comes to pass the name, he brazenly kills and kills with one blow. Both have their own similarities.

"Run." Yun Ting's feet flew quickly, and after a few steps, he reached the nearest guard and smashed it down with a punch. The domineering momentum can be seen at a glance, the fist wind is whistling, and this punch with all his strength can directly knock people out!

The guard came back to his senses and saw the clouds that seemed to be flying over, with a little surprise on his face, but more of a calmness, the usual training effect, and quality were undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

The guard made a gesture of the same death, regardless of the imminent fist, the sword in his hand stabbed straight into Yun Ting's chest, extremely brave! In the face of life and death, he is extremely calm, knowing that his fist may not be able to kill him, but the sword in his hand can kill!

"Die!" The guards shouted with red eyes and madness.

Yun Ting retreated, had to retreat, this sword can be dodged, it will not hurt the fatal part, but it will inevitably leave a wound. Yun Ting is confident that if this punch hits someone's head, it will definitely cause a coma without a concussion, but without self-confidence, after being injured, even if it is only a minor injury, it is estimated that he will not be able to deal with the remaining twelve guards.

Now, the twelve guards have already run over, and in just a few breaths, at least many swords will fall towards the clouds at the same time, and at that time, I am afraid that I will have to choose to escape, otherwise I will have to stay here.

Slowing down his momentum slightly, Yun Ting moved sideways, withdrew his fist, and narrowly closed the stabbing sword, passing the guard.

With one miss, Yun Ting's momentum has weakened a few points, his strength has begun to fail, and the balance of strength between the enemy and us has dropped by several points.

can't run, Yun Ting won't give up, what he is ready to do can be said to be a monstrous move, if he fails like this, how can he be willing?

The first step of Yunting's plan is to meet Feng Xu in order to implement the next plan, this is only the first step, if even the first step fails, then how can we talk about everything that needs to be reversed after the change! In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Yun Ting's mind, but only one thought always prevailed, and that was to kill, kill all the thirteen guards!

After dying once, Yun Ting doesn't want to die anymore, a small retreat in the previous life, he will have to fight more than a hundred battles in this life, and any difficulty is not a difficulty, he must cross it fiercely. Fighting with the sky, the fun is endless. Fighting with people is endlessly fun. Fight with yourself, and the fun is endless. Yun Ting deeply understood the meaning of this sentence, that is, a kind of abandonment, my heart is not dead, the fighting spirit is not stopped, everything can not be compromised, I have to fight!

The killing intent is not stopped, the killing intent is eternal, Yun Ting at this time, but there is no reason in his heart to think of the funny thing before, the number of thirteen.

"Ahh With a roar, white light rose around the clouds, and the person had disappeared in place. Half a breath later, he instantly came to the side of the guard who passed by, one pushing, one grabbing, and Yun Ting's hands had already grabbed the guard's sword-holding arm. A slight pinch, a fold, very gentle, as if treating first love, Yun Ting's face smiled, everything was like flowing water, the guard's hand twitched, and the sword in his hand could no longer hold it and fell.

"Ahh

If this kick is realized, then the injured person will definitely not be humane for the rest of his life, and he will shrink and suffer inhuman suffering. Even the player has to be conquered and tortured by the sharp pain of that moment.

The other twelve guards had also arrived at this time, and they knew very well that there was a difference between weapons and weapons, so they were even more desperate at the moment. The sword slashed or stabbed, beckoning to each of Yun Ting's bodies, as if they were going to chop it into meat sauce.

Picking up the guard's sword, Yun Ting quickly grabbed the long sword, the guard's reaction was very fast, almost the same, but his hand was still a little slower.

This little time is enough for Yun Ting to escape, "People escape technique." In a flash of light, the clouds had already appeared two feet away from the group of guards, and those swords, as well as the sinister kicks, were all in vain.

With a smile, at the moment when the thirteen guards lost their minds, Yun Ting made an unexpected move, his long sword pierced into his body, and the tip of the sword pierced, piercing through the back, bringing out a little blood.

The guards found Yun Ting, and were a little surprised to see this terrifying scene, but they still did not hesitate, and ran towards Yun Ting with their weapons, and it seemed that they would not stop until they cut Yun Ting's body to pieces. The order they got was to kill Yun Ting, and this would not change until Yun Ting died, otherwise he would die himself!

They are all extremely clear about Feng Xu's ruthlessness, and there are naturally many rewards for completing his orders, and if they can't complete it, they will only die.

"If the player is seriously injured, will the talent general soul be activated?" Accompanied by pain, the system's prompt sound is still cold and old-fashioned.

"Yes!" Yun Ting activated the general soul without hesitation, and compared to this mission, the injuries after the talent was used seemed to be a little cheaper.

Blood burst out from Yun Ting's body, the rich blood qi was disgusting, and a layer of black gas-like armor appeared, covering Yun Ting's whole body, and the whole person began to blur. A void figure hung behind the clouds, a pair of gloomy eyes with two points of blood red, a pale face, a dazzling long white hair flowing with a hint of red, and disgusting fleshy fragments solidified on it, under his feet were mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, corpses and bones everywhere.

This person is just like Yun Ting, the long sword in his hand, the posture of standing, and the armor on his body are even the same, if you look closely, this person is actually Yun Ting!

However, one cloud existed, and the other cloud was virtualized, and the terrifying aura began to emanate, making these hundred battle guards drum in their hearts, and at this moment they had the urge to escape.

"Thirteen swords." Yun Ting showed a good-looking smile, and behind him he was even more hideous and terrifying, and the sea of corpses and blood began to roll. Flutter, the long sword that pierced through the body was pulled out, two overlapping figures flickered, thirteen sword lights, thirteen pillars of blood squirrel, and no one could see the sword of the cloud clearly, not even himself.

The lightning-like light pierced out, and there was no return, and the light brought was amazing, making people's hearts tremble, and everything was eclipsed. Giving up superfluous thoughts, giving up defense, giving up superfluous movements, the thirteen swords are constantly moving forward and constantly stabbing. Either the enemy dies or I die.

The sword is fast, and the person is fast, only the blood-red phantom shadow can be seen, and the blood-colored breath can be smelled, and after just one breath, in a second, the cloud has returned to its original position. The sword in his hand was already different, stained with a layer of blood, including Yun Ting's own blood, and the blood of thirteen guards.

The guards who had just subconsciously wanted to run away couldn't run anymore, they didn't even have the strength to move their fingers, and their faces still had the horror of a second ago, and they refused to fall. Before they were unconscious, everyone had only the amazing sword and the lightning bolt in their eyes.

"Quick! Fast! Fast! The thirteen guards unanimously sounded this sentence in their hearts, as if they were saying that they should run quickly, and as if they were praising the speed of the stabbing sword.

"Plop, plop, plop..." thirteen sounds of landing, thirteen corpses that were still warm, thirteen blood holes piercing the heart of the chest, thirteen blood streams converged into one stream, staining most of the courtyard red.

Yun Ting stood quietly, the hand holding the sword was still trembling, and every inch of the meridians was making a tired sound, moaning, twitching, and overwhelmed. These thirteen swords can't even be seen clearly by Yun Ting himself, let alone controlled, he can only clearly perceive it at the moment when the sword is released, and then, it is time to collect the sword. All of this was produced under the forced operation of the system, and even when the thirteen guards died, Yun Ting was still in a daze. It's not that the system is overstepping its authority, it's just that Yunting can't control it, and now he can't send such a powerful attack, because the skill is needed, and the system will automatically complete it.

"Thirteen, thirteen swords." Yun Ting muttered in a low voice, his smile was comparable to that of a spring flower, bright and a little self-deprecating.

The crack of the long sword was all over the place, and it lasted only two seconds before it turned into pieces of iron, and the sound of the landing seemed to be playing a piece of music. Yun Ting's right hand twisted in a strange posture, and an indescribable painful feeling hit him, but now Yun Ting couldn't notice it, the person had passed out, but his mouth was still spitting blood.

After a few moments, the shadow behind him faded and disappeared, except for the clouds lying alone on the cold floor, the fingers of his left hand still twitching, reminding him that he was not dead.

"Carry him into the house to recuperate..."The middle-aged man stood in the place where the autumn flowers were blooming, and was silent for a while, before he commanded the guards and subordinates beside him.

"Thirteen, thirteen, our family is really curious." Holding the brilliant chrysanthemum, the middle-aged man, it should be said that Feng Xu gently plucked a petal, put it between his mouth and nose and sniffed, and a blush like first love appeared on his face, a smile that was a little brighter than a chrysanthemum.

"Actually, what our family is more curious about is why Taiping Dao sent people again." His gaze was both dangerous and distracting.